"They're coming!"
"Watch out!"
Seeing the Old Demon Faction charging toward them with murderous intent, both the knights and adventurers began to panic.
It was not that the knights and adventurers present lacked quality, but that the magic power surging from those Old Demon Faction members was simply too terrifying.
The demon race was already a race blessed with exceptional strength. At the same level, their magic power was generally far greater than that of other races. At this point, the Old Demon Race on the other side could not possibly be low-level.
And indeed, that was the case.
The weakest Old Demon Race members under Bedo's command were Level Forty. If strength alone were considered, they could even fight Level Fifty humans without falling behind.
In other words, nearly every one of the executioners charging at them now was equivalent to a Level Fifty expert.
Experts of that level were already among the very best in Lamigium, capable of rivaling Vivian and Aris. Now, they were charging over as a group. How could everyone not panic?
Not to mention that even Old Demon Race members at that level were merely the weakest under Bedo's command. There were even first-rate powerhouses above Level Sixty among them, foes ordinary knights and adventurers simply could not handle.
Therefore, not only were the knights and adventurers panicking, but even Beren regretted provoking the Old Demon Faction.
"Mr. Shien!"
"Mr. Shien!"
Lumya and Merika were panicking as well.
"Calm down. It's fine."
Shien had no choice but to reach out, taking one little girl's hand in each of his. His expression was not merely calm, but utterly composed.
Because—
"Our reliable companions are already here."
The moment Shien finished speaking, a figure descended from the sky like a meteor, crashing down before everyone.
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